As I look backwards there is a lot of shattered glass. Mistakes that I have made seem to litter the floor. There are the hurtful things that I have said and the glances that were far from Christlike. There are heartaches and regret. There are the books, music, movies, pictures, and more that I have allowed to pass through my mind that violate God's principles. There is pride and selfishness in abundance. There shattered on the floor are broken pieces of me. All that I am has become broken pieces of glass.
I do the only thing that I can and surrender them to Christ. He takes them in His hands. He was pierced for each one of those. Why? Because He loved me so much that He wanted to do the unthinkable and save a life of shattered glass. Now instead of something beautiful becoming broken something broken has become beautiful. Christ has taken broken glass and reconstructed the vase that once was. This vase now shines the face of Christ and His light is streaming through.
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